Chapter 89 Coming to New York

In front of the white dining table, Ryan was scratching the empty plate unconsciously with a knife and fork. Obviously, Jinsley was sitting across from him, waiting for breakfast. She came over early in the morning, just in time to taste Nicole Key. Durman's craftsmanship.

His eyes swept over the package next to him, which was handed to her by Ryan just now. Different from the past, the script had been packaged before it was given to her, and it was still mailed to France. The recipient was a French named Jean Reno. Actor, she had heard.

The package is naturally a copy of the script of Leon the Killer. Ryan did not mail it directly to Luc Besson. You must know how many scripts a well-known director and producer like him will receive in a day. , maybe he can't even read it, he might as well mail it to his close friend Jean Reno.

Ryan believes that with just a few of Leon's set drawings, he can arouse the interest of the big-nosed actor.

As for the original draft of the script, it is naturally going to be handed over to Natalie. It should be very interesting for her to collect it, isn't it?

However, remember that in her previous life, she didn't like this character very much when she grew up, will it be a fire?

He did not let Nicole and Kingsley read the script. The content of the script would be 100% controversial, and Nicole would definitely let him hold it in his hands and wait a few years to talk about it.

Ryan didn't want to do this, he must let this most classic little loli be born in his own hands.

Lolita, the light of my life...

Ryan was intoxicated by his own fantasy, when suddenly a warm forehead came to his senses. It turned out that Nicole came over with breakfast and kissed it lightly with red lips.

It's been a long time since I had the breakfast you made! Ryan looked eager to try.

I guess you won't like it. Nicole Kidman shared breakfast, bacon omelette, baguette, hot milk and a few beans.

God, Nicole, why do you have beans for breakfast?

Ryan twitched the corners of his mouth. Yesterday's dinner had beans, and today's breakfast had beans. God knows how much he doesn't like beans, if it's tofu.

No conditions, you must eat them all. This is for your health. Do you know why I can grow so tall? Because I like to eat beans since I was a child. You don't want to be shorter than me when you grow up, right? Nicole always had reasons to convince him. From what she knew about him, she knew that Ryan was afraid of not growing taller.

Honey, height is more related to genetics, and I will be at least six feet in the future! Although Ryan said so, he still dug up a few beans with a spoon, frowning as if he was about to go to the execution ground. .

Then why are you always worried that you won't grow taller?

It's not because you're too tall, my God, it's almost six feet, the pressure of men in front of you is too much!

Okay, stop complaining, you're not a man now, you're just a boy. After dividing the meal for Ryan and Kingsley, Nicole also sat down.

Ryan was just a habitual complaint. No matter what breakfast Nicole prepared, he would eat it all, let alone dozens of beans.

For Americans, breakfast is also a good place to discuss things, even though there is only one American at the table.

Ryan, I went to New York the other day, guess who I saw? It was Kingsley who spoke.

New York? Is it Nat? Ryan was just guessing, since he told Kingsley last summer,

She has been to New York several times to watch Natalie's performances, but has never been in formal contact with him.

That's right. Jinsley laughed, I have signed an agent contract with her.

Ah~ Ryan blinked, and Natalie and Mrs. Shelley were okay to say that her father was a big trouble. How did you convince Mr. Avner.

Jinsili shrugged and didn't say clearly, Eloquence is the most basic quality of an agent, and...

What? Ryan was dissatisfied with her cheating.

I got her the chance to be in a movie.

Movie? Ryan was a little crazy. Could it be that Natalie will change her debut? what movie?

Schindler's List!

Bang~

The spoon in Ryan's hand fell on the table, and several beans fell from his open mouth.

Natalie in 'Schindler's List'? What are you kidding? In Nicole's stern eyes, Ryan quickly rubbed his face and cleaned up the table.

To... what's going on? he asked.

That's it. Jinsley laughed and bent over, it was the first time she saw Ryan's shocked look, Stephen's crew needs a lot of Jewish actors, so I recommended Nat to him. Agreed too.

Nate agreed? He remembered very clearly that Natalie in her previous life had never taken on the Holocaust type of performance except for the stage play of The Diary of Anne Frank, and she made it clear that she did not want to appear in this type of film.

There was some hesitation, but after I heard that Stephen also sent you an invitation, I agreed.

I?

Oh, I haven't had time to say it yet, Kingsley added. Stephen called me before he went to Poland and made an invitation to play a Jewish cleaner for a Nazi officer.

That's it. Ryan's mind turned. This was a rare opportunity. Originally, even if Spielberg didn't send an invitation, he would recommend himself when he went to Poland after a while, Okay, I'll take it.

He went on to say, Pat, tell Stephen I'm going to be in this movie for free.

cleaner? Ryan recalled and roughly guessed which character it was, and it seemed that he was going to be killed in the film.

As for Natalie, he can somewhat guess her mind. The two argued for several years, from art to what they were good at, and then to current affairs and politics.

Now there is an opportunity to perform in the same film and compete against each other, this proud and confident girl will naturally not let it go.

Originally, he still wanted to call Natalie, but thinking that he was going to New York today, he should wait until we meet.

Ryan, it's getting late, you have to hurry up, have you packed your luggage?

After breakfast, Nicole came to his room and checked the luggage for Ryan, Also, I'm not by your side, take care of yourself, remember to call every day, don't leave George's sight, don't make trouble, heard ?

I heard. Ryan stuffed the pen, small drawing board and notebook into his backpack, Nicole, remember to call me too.

Ryan had long been equipped with a mobile phone, but now the phone was ugly and heavy, so it was naturally carried by George.

What he brought with him were all his clothes and manuscripts. He had already handed over his musical instruments to the Hollywood record company. The purpose of this trip to New York was very simple, to hold a new album release meeting in Times Square!

Nicole helped him carry the suitcase and walked down from the second floor. George had parked the car at the gate of the villa, and Jinsley and an assistant would also be with him.

Nicole, I won't see you for a long time. Putting away the luggage, the two said goodbye.

The girl took the boy into her arms and kissed him on the forehead. Ryan simply got into the embrace that he missed so much, and took a few deep breaths of the fragrant scent that could calm his mind. It was still a ghost, and even through the thin sweater, he took a light bite on Nicole's chest.

When his teeth touched the softness, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly released Nicole. Before she could react, he opened the door and jumped into the car.

Goodbye Nicole and don't forget to study the script for Jurassic Park!

After Ryan beckoned, the car sped out of their home.

Damn kid! Nicole cursed in a low voice, looked at the place where the sweater was wet with saliva, shook her head and smiled.

Anyway, Ryan would do this occasionally when he was a child. Nicole didn't care, but she forgot that both he and she had Oscar-level acting skills. If it was really going to be a drama, who could see through who?

Entering the plane, Ryan and Kingsley were seated in first class, and everyone else was in business class. More often, Kingsley was like a nanny, telling him to pay attention when the plane took off, and taking care of him when he was hooked. Covered with a blanket, he'll be handed his favorite strawberry juice just in time when he's thirsty.

Thinking of what he did when he left home, Ryan wanted to slap himself. Do you really want to ruin your current life to be satisfied?

However, that feeling is really beautiful. Ryan began to wander again. Even a beauty like Nicole Kidman has flaws. For example, her feet are too big and her breasts are a little small, but in his eyes, Nicole is the most beautiful. How warm and sweet it is to fall asleep in my arms, if...

asshole! Would you die if you didn't want this? Remember, you're only twelve! You are Nicole Kidman's brother! Ryan shook his head vigorously, took a few deep breaths, and finally calmed down his restless heart.

There are some things that he doesn't want to think about, but he subconsciously ignores them. These things come out of his mind more and more frequently.

The plane landed smoothly at JFK Airport. Ryan had just walked out of the VIP passage. Dozens of reporters surrounded him like flies that smelled blood.

Ryan, can you predict the sales of your first album in the first week?

The release time of your record and novel coincide, will it have any adverse effects?

...

Under the escort of airport security and record company staff, Ryan left the airport quickly without answering any questions.

For this press conference, Hollywood Records put a lot of effort into setting his hotel at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel. Fortunately, the pink leprechaun who lives here is said to have traveled, otherwise his head would definitely become Two big.

Even so, he couldn't relax. Many fans had already inquired about his residence, and they gathered at the door of the hotel, calling his name in unison. Ryan had to open the window of the suite and waved to the outside from time to time.

Fortunately, the floor where he lives is not high, and he can be seen from below, which can be considered to satisfy the wishes of some fans.

……The third one~~Seeking recommendation~Seeking collection~~